Lyrics:
at the crossroad but I wasn't by myself
Some take the right and, some take the left
But lo and behold, what do I see?
In the distance, some resistance
[Chorus]
and choose it
Right before you lose it, I'm a hit you with my music
I'm fryin' up shit sizzlin' like cyanide
Watch me go inside, please give me room, yo
over the ages
(Chorus 2x)
(Verse 3)
I write the songs that you don't want to hear
The songs that DJ's don't be playing on the air
The songs that's
nigga do what you like...
35. Old-school devan radio a, alo tès tès...
36. Al di meyè rapè a m di li kiss my ass...
37. Popilè pa vle di pi bon, si'm bon
no makeup
And You could look her name up
It starts with a J
Red Bordeaux sipping might do Chardonnay
Or We can go on a date
I got immaculate taste
Oud
'Floccinaucinihilipilification'
Tru dat
(You like it like that)
Are you ready for this?
(Yeh!)
Roger that Houston, all systems five-by-five
'A moment of silence'
Are you going
a thunderstorm with a song
Why would we dare you to come along
Pump up the music, pump the sound
Once again we gonna do it like this now
And while I'm
would we dare you to come along
Pump up the music, pump the sound
Once again we gonna do it like this now
And while I'm throwin', you're goin'
And you
want coka music
The costra nostra flow show you how to do this
Pen it so easy, a caveman can do it
Nigga we simply the best don't confuse it
I
it there's no point
Of even lying, I went online took the videos Down, remember when we used to dance to Billie jean, few years passed by and now you
and coping
And if u seen the music video u know I'm never stopping
They be talking bout it in the classroom and by the lockers
I can't even comprehend the fact
want to say
Instead of reading a paper that sounds read
It sounds narrated unless you
Wanna do it narrated
What if a dream was reality
And reality was
head
Here's some hearin aids when your eardrums fail
You get scars, so you could read it in braille
Close your third eye, then I do body work
*"hey" repeated throughout the Intro and Chorus*"
[Intro - Classified - talking]
My word, ha!
[Chorus - Cuts by DJ Jorun] - w/ ad libs
"We don't
you don't
They call me psycho, 'cause I can do this all day long
If you ask for the attacks, you're gonna cry home alone. (Fuck off)
My boy, don't think
that we're compatible
It's nothing else in this world
That we would rather do
Anybody out there relate to my pain
Turn my music up and let me know that
pager
You go find witness in a two trap conquest
They'll know it everywhere we wanna do this
You see, you gotta understand that things going cycle
to mention any window to throw it out
Lookin like who don't you want and where it come from
Sippin on chickin wing, smackin on stout
Step to his boys,
of your peers
And losing some of your self
Music has past gone by
Hopefully you don't manifest for the wrong guy
Egomaniac in the brainiac
Don't know how
hooked on CTA
Blending all the teaching serving it in my music
But still pushing a 9 to 5
So my music isikue the reason you dont leave your bed
Same
Party by my friend Graham Giancola
All you gotta do is get some booze
Let's go swimming
Let's have a dance and invite everyone over
Hey DJ turn up
[Chorus 1: kyte]
I'm going to be the one to make you smile and not to leave
Cause we party hard party hard cooking so hard
What's the recipe?
DJ is
Yeah I see you know what i'm sayin I ain't tryin to go out like that
nigga I'm trying to get signed
have a video and shit you know what I'm sayin
so I
grime shouldn't be the music that man's putting out
If you don't know 'bout fucking up shows
Bringing hundred's of supporters to the videos
Spitting
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